The breeze blew through Tianjian Mountain, and the peak was cut in half. The rocks were smooth and without any grooves. The buildings in the mountain were shattered into pieces, leaving only a few foundations to prove that there had been buildings here.

Twenty-three days and nights ago, a protracted war broke out here.

More than a dozen sects with tens of thousands of years of inheritance came out to besiege Tianjian Mountain, setting up a large formation with ten thousand years of heritage. Each held their own sect's most precious treasure, and gathered tens of thousands of monks, just to get rid of the biggest scourge in the world. They fought continuously.

After 23 days and months, he finally succeeded in killing the demon in Tianjian Mountain.

This was originally the rhetoric prepared by various sects, but now Li Changsheng is still standing, but they are already swaying around and countless people have died.

Most of the sects and sects suffered casualties, and the ordinary disciples withdrew from the battlefield as early as the first day of the battle. Then the monks at the Golden Core stage and above relied on the magic circle to fight with them, but they were still killed by the sword within a few moves.

, the average cost of a Golden Core cultivator is one every three minutes. This is still the case when there are five or six Nascent Souls that can restrain them. Without their shackles and swords, all of them might have died on the spot.

The Heaven and Earth Qi Formation is worthy of being one of the best formations in the world. It played a huge role, but it did not achieve the effect they expected. They originally thought that with this formation, they could slowly wear Li Changsheng to death, but now they are being beaten to death.

Slowly grinding to death.

Day 24, daytime.

There are only three people left in the great formation of the unified energy of heaven and earth, and three half-step transformations into gods.

Taoist Cangsong, Venerable Puzhang, and Fairy Xihua gasped for air. Their bodies and souls had reached the limit. Taoist Cangsong had his right arm cut off, and Venerable Puzhang was blinded.

, Hua Xiangu’s legs were both broken and she tied her legs with flowers.

The red-robed Taoist in front of him never took a breath. His plain face was full of indifference, and his long black hair was dyed half red.

He is also tired.

The three of them had confirmed this matter a year ago, but they didn't expect that the other party would be so strong.

He was so strong that he single-handedly ruined the inheritance of their ten thousand year old sect.

Fierce, the sword technique cuts away the seven emotions and six desires, and its moves are deadly. Even if it kills tens of millions of people, it will not waver in the slightest.

Talented, a genius of heaven, with the demeanor of a swordsman.

Taoist Cangsong exclaimed: "My fellow Taoist is really a genius. If time passes, he will not be weaker than the Sword Immortal."

There is fear, but more of it is wonder. He has lived for more than a thousand years and has already seen through many things. He is not afraid of death. On the contrary, he is very excited to die at the hands of such a strong man.

What responded to him was a bright sword light, the sword energy cut through the air, and the clanking sword intent made the void tremble. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed out, and the green light burst out from the palm of Taoist Cangsong, and a faint wisp of light burst out.

Light falling to the ground can cause a sapling to leap several meters.

With a clang, the two collided together and made a crisp sound, and the strong wind caused the Taoist robes to rustle.

Taoist Cangsong watched helplessly as two of his five fingers were severed. He did not cry out, nor was he angry.

He continued: "Fellow Taoist, I am not begging for mercy. The three of us are approaching our end, and there is no possibility of a breakthrough. This half-step to becoming a god is the best proof, half step, half step, half step back.

A hundred years ago, the three of us gathered on the top of the mountain, sat and discussed, and finally came up with a way to break through."

Li Changsheng didn't respond to him, but he didn't continue to attack either. He was obviously a little interested. He broke through the refining of gods and transformed into emptiness by beheading the supreme being and reciting his emotions, and finally he became a mortal and realized his true heart.

He was slightly interested in other people's breakthrough methods, and was willing to give them a few more minutes to live. Without the support of the formation, they would not be able to survive three moves under his hands.

This may be the calmness of a strong man, just like the Taoist nun who waited for me and Xi'er in the courtyard for a year.

He didn't hate this feeling.

"I once obtained a secret method that I don't know how many years ago in a secret realm that was on the verge of collapse. It was then that I realized that luck can be borrowed. As long as we can borrow the luck of the world, we will have a chance.

Life comes and becomes a god."

"Such troubled times are all caused by the three of us." Cangsong Taoist sighed deeply, not because he was repenting or feeling guilty, but because he felt it was not worth it.

"As the saying goes, those who do not die when they are old are thieves, and they are talking about the three of us. Fellow Taoist, I wonder if you will be like me when your end is approaching?"

Li Changsheng looked indifferent and did not ask about the so-called Tianyun Dharma. However, the clanking sword intent once again enveloped the three of them. In an instant, the battle broke out again, and the sky was full of Taoism.

There was no embellished brilliance, just a flash of cold light that broke through all the Taoism.

Flames, thunder, Buddha's light, flowers, all tangible things are divided into two.

Li Changsheng's first target was the most seriously injured Cangsong Taoist, and the other party obviously understood his intention. A jade bracelet appeared on his hand. The bracelet contained brilliance and Taoism. It was a treasure.

The fluorescent light enveloped Taoist Cangsong, and then the Heavenly Sword came out of his hand and plunged into the fluorescent light with a clang.

There was a crack in the natural bracelet, and the Heavenly Sword was less than half an inch away from Cangsong Taoist's eyebrows.

Venerable Pu Zhang saw the Heavenly Sword and took off his hand. As if he saw an opportunity, he took a step forward. The golden lotus under his feet moved into the void, and he raised the Demon Subduing Pestle high and hit Li Changsheng on the head.

Sword cultivators have unparalleled offensive power, but they also rely heavily on swords. A great swordsman can have a sword in his hand without a sword in his heart. It is natural for the sword master to exist like this, but the Heavenly Sword is not an ordinary sword. There is a Heavenly Sword.

A sword cultivator and a sword cultivator without a heavenly sword are two different things.

Boom!

Deafening thunder suddenly exploded, and Venerable Pu Zhang only felt his ears buzzing, and then a cold enough to suffocate him filled his mind. The red-clothed Taoist in front of him looked sideways slightly, and thunder suddenly appeared in his dark and deep eyes.

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He moved, and the world slowed down for an instant.

Venerable Pu Zhang saw the other person raise his right hand, and thousands of lightning flashes flashed on his fingertips. He slowly stretched towards his eyebrows, and with every inch he advanced, his heart beat faster.

Boom, boom, boom!

In a world where everything has become slow, only his heart can keep up with the speed of the opponent's fingers.

Wherever the thunder strikes, all thoughts are destroyed.

Li Changsheng cut off his arm with one blow, his foot with two blows, and penetrated the Dantian with three blows. When he breathed again, only half of Pu Zhang's torso fell limply. And all this was only for a breath, and the other two people had no time to rescue him.

"Amitabha, thank you for slaying the devil."

Venerable Pu Zhang only left a fleeting word, and then his spirit disappeared.

He turned his head and looked at Fairy Xihua, who was less than a thousand steps away from him. The moment their eyes met, thousands of thunders flashed. The speed was almost as fast as the moving technique, the extremely terrifying technique, tens of thousands of bombardments in an instant, everything.

Everything made Xihua Fairy who was already exhausted.

Li Changsheng reached out and pinched Fairy Xihua's head. Her face was so small that it could be held with one palm.

The beautiful face suddenly turned a little pale, and he smiled brightly and said: "Friend Li, obsession is like a mountain fire. People want to extinguish it but the wind does not stop. I hope you know it."

Hey!

The thunder swallowed up the flower-like person, leaving only a wisp of fly ash floating in the air.

Li Changsheng gently let go of his hands and scattered her ashes between heaven and earth.

The last person, Cangsong Taoist, was in a stalemate with Tianjian and was not greatly affected when he saw the death of his other two companions.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I think back to 600 years ago, when I saw that you and the Sword Immortal were just juniors. Now you are someone that poor Taoists need to look up to. Things in the world are like chess, and the chessboard has not changed."

Li Changsheng said nothing, and stepped forward to him, holding the Heavenly Sword and pushing forward. The cold blade pierced his chest without any hindrance, revealing the tip of the sword behind his back.

Draw your sword, and blood will fly.

Cangsong Taoist smiled miserably and said: "A poor Taoist should have this day. Seeking the Tao, begging and begging is not like a human being. Fellow Taoist, even if a person is about to die, his words are good. You are just like us... you are stubborn.

Thinking of those who are trapped.”

"What is my obsession?" Li Changsheng asked.

"It's nothing more than love."

The last gleam of light in Cangsong Taoist's eyes disappeared, and his body fell to the ground and took root. In just a few breaths, it grew into a 10-meter-high green tree.

Li Changsheng stood in mid-air for a long time, looking at the shattered Tianjian Mountain around him, unable to recover for a long time. A strong sense of fatigue surged into his heart, and he fell down as soon as he closed his eyes.

The mana can kill for two more days, but he wants to sleep now.

He Kun jumped into the air and caught Li Changsheng. Seeing that the other person was just asleep, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He carried him on his shoulders and flew towards the back mountain. There was a small courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Pushing the door open and entering the small courtyard, the decoration inside looked like a woman's boudoir. He Kun used a body cleansing spell to remove all the blood on Li Changsheng's body, then threw him on the bed and walked out of the small courtyard.

Walking on the mountain trails, there is a trace of blood smell in the air.

Now that the troubled times are over, what should we do in the future?

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Three days later.

The desolate mountains are full of potholes. A crow hovers in the air and lands on a rotting corpse. It pokes out the once high-level god's eyeball and sucks the juice inside. There is a hint of spiritual light in the godless pupils.

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Looking around, there are corpses everywhere. The blood of the monks and the broken sword are intertwined and fused, giving birth to an even greater evil spirit. The monks of the Sword Sect practice the ultimate sword. This sword is more extreme than the devil. After death, his sword will also be

Retain part of the evil spirit. If it is not restrained, the birth of evil spirits is inevitable.

It's a pity that this is Tianjian Mountain, and the Taishang Wuji sword is inherently capable of restraining evil spirits.

However, a scourge is a scourge after all. If it is not dealt with, an evil spirit may one day come out and cause trouble to the world. The Sword Sect also pays attention to the aftermath when it comes to subduing demons and eliminating them. If conditions permit, no hidden dangers will be left.

He Kun was walking on the trail in the mountain with his sword in hand. The evil energy visible to the naked eye in a pothole a hundred steps away formed a whirlpool with a diameter of 10 meters. A corpse was lying in it, nourished by the endless evil energy.

Evil spirit is one of the main reasons for the birth of evil spirits. Various sects have many types of evil spirits. There are only two types of swords: those obtained from killing people and those produced by death. The evil spirits left by the disciples of the Sword Sect are harmless in themselves.

Yes, but now it is being pulled by the newly born evil spirit and it is beginning to change in a bad direction.
To be continued...